There lived a lil' boy who was misled
Things left unsaid remain 6 feet deep, dead
You all should be fukn dead
If your man want to bet
We both had dreams of being great
All you niggas dead , dead fake
87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks
Dead man beside em and he takes his guns and mags
Their buzz internet and mines in her net
Like malcolm said, but shit malcolm dead
Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet
The modern man was never dead, he's in my head/
You could say i'm friends with fred
Boom! now that she is dead
Smack another person dead
Code red, which means you go red
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